Am I gay?

Chris, you where so cute today at church. You sang beautifully, and with everyone watching." my mom said to me walking to the car.

"I know that boy is your friend honey" my dad says to me," but don't hold boys hands. Its a sin to God."

"But daddy, I lov" i start to say but get interrupted by my mom.

"No, honey. We told you. Boys don't date boys." my mom says.

"Oh..." my eyes start to tear up,"O,okay." my life has been like this for a couple years.  I told my parents I like boys, and they never accepted me. They told me I was just confused. They have beaten me where my cloths cover, so no one will know.  

"Chris, sweety. Come on. You need to get in the car." my mom says

"Yeah. Coming." I say as I run to the car. My long black hair blows out of my face as I run. I sit in the back seat of the van.

"Honey, what did I say about liking boys." my mom says as she climbs in the back of van with me. She closes the door after my dad gets in. My dad grabs my arms and pins them behind my back with one arm. Then he took his other and covered my mouth. My mom lifted up her shirt and opened her lighter. She put the flame against my skin and burnt my chest.

"Now, don't say any sinful thing like that. You will fall in love with a girl and make children that will all date the other gender." my mom says and smiles at me. My mom and dad both get in the front seats and start to drive home, like nothing happened.